Jiang Nanshu: "…"
[How am I supposed to respond to that? Do you expect me to just run with it now that you're getting sentimental? The place where you decided our relationship is so close to me, 666.]
Jiang Nanshu hesitated, her mouth opening and closing without words, until she finally burst into sobs and threw herself into Lu Qingyan's arms, "Wuwu, it hurts so much to know you were hurt so badly before, and the incident happened so close to me. Brother Qingyan, does it still hurt? I wish I had met you earlier."
[Nevermind, as long as I can sob, no matter how great Bai Yueguang is, my brother will only feel heartache for me.]
Lu Qingyan held her with one arm around her back, his voice tender, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Jian Hemian saw the two getting cozy, laughed lightly, and looked at Lu Qingyan with a probing gaze.
Surprisingly, Lu Qingyan didn't back down as their eyes met.
Shang Xu was boiling with jealousy.